The American Library of Art, Literature and Song, Volume 6Carson Stewart & Company, 1886 - Literature |
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... face - for he had covered it said the last words that he spoke . แ " L ' Crito , " said he , we owe a cock to Esculapius : discharge it , and do not neg- lect it . " " It shall be done , " said Crito . To this he made no reply , but ...
... face - for he had covered it said the last words that he spoke . แ " L ' Crito , " said he , we owe a cock to Esculapius : discharge it , and do not neg- lect it . " " It shall be done , " said Crito . To this he made no reply , but ...
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... face I am things have gone off so well . " He set off at a rapid pace toward his home , and Barbara leaned on the gate to indulge her tears . Not a soul passed to interrupt her , and the justice did not come . Barbara knew not how long ...
... face I am things have gone off so well . " He set off at a rapid pace toward his home , and Barbara leaned on the gate to indulge her tears . Not a soul passed to interrupt her , and the justice did not come . Barbara knew not how long ...
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... face livid with emotion . " I can under- stand her words now ; I could not before . She came here — and her face was like a corpse as the light fell upon it - saying she had come to get a promise from me to stay with her children when ...
... face livid with emotion . " I can under- stand her words now ; I could not before . She came here — and her face was like a corpse as the light fell upon it - saying she had come to get a promise from me to stay with her children when ...
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... face looked of a green cast and for the first time , probably , in Miss Carlyle's life , her words failed . May God forgive you , Cornelia ! " he murmured as he went out of the chamber . He descended to his own . That his wife had laid ...
... face looked of a green cast and for the first time , probably , in Miss Carlyle's life , her words failed . May God forgive you , Cornelia ! " he murmured as he went out of the chamber . He descended to his own . That his wife had laid ...
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... face . Never had she seen him betray agitation so powerful . Not the faint- est suspicion of the dreadful truth had yet dawned upon her . He walked to the door , the open note in his hand , then turned and wa- vered and stood still , as ...
... face . Never had she seen him betray agitation so powerful . Not the faint- est suspicion of the dreadful truth had yet dawned upon her . He walked to the door , the open note in his hand , then turned and wa- vered and stood still , as ...
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Page 444 - And there shall be no more curse: but the throne of God and of the Lamb shall be in it; and his servants shall serve him: and they shall see his face; and his name shall be in their foreheads.
Page 128 - Homer ruled as his demesne ; Yet did I never breathe its pure serene Till I heard Chapman speak out loud and bold : Then felt I like some watcher of the skies When a new planet swims into his ken ; Or like stout Cortez when with eagle eyes He...
Page 113 - There runs not a drop of my blood in the veins of any living creature. This called on me for revenge. I have sought it : I have killed many : I have fully glutted my vengeance : for my country I rejoice at the beams of peace. But do not harbor a thought that mine is the joy of fear.
Page 151 - I have seen him in the watch-fires of a hundred circling camps ; They have builded him an altar in the evening dews and damps ; I can read his righteous sentence by the dim and flaring lamps. His day is marching on. I have read a fiery gospel, writ in burnished rows of steel : " As ye deal with my contemners, so with you my grace shall deal...
Page 129 - O'er the land of the free and the home of the brave? On the shore, dimly seen through the mists of the deep, Where the foe's haughty host in dread silence reposes, What is that which the breeze, o'er the towering steep, As it fitfully blows, half conceals, half discloses?
Page 150 - Mine eyes have seen the glory of the coming of the Lord; He is trampling out the vintage where the grapes of wrath are stored; He hath loosed the fateful lightning of his terrible swift sword. His truth is marching on.
Page 129 - O say, can you see, by the dawn's early light, What so proudly we hailed at the twilight's last gleaming? Whose broad stripes and bright stars, through the perilous fight, O'er the ramparts we watched, were so gallantly streaming! And the rockets...
Page 409 - Man is his own star; and the soul that can Render an honest and a perfect man, Commands all light, all influence, all fate; Nothing to him falls early or too late. Our acts our angels are, or good or ill, Our fatal shadows that walk by us still.
Page 223 - When a righteous man turneth away from his righteousness, and committeth iniquity, and dieth in them; for his iniquity that he hath done shall he die. Again, when the wicked man turneth away from his wickedness that he hath committed, and doeth that which Is lawful and right, he shall save his soul alive.
Page 131 - Forever float that standard sheet ! Where breathes the foe but falls before us, With Freedom's soil beneath our feet, And Freedom's banner streaming o'er us ? JOSEPH RODMAN DRAKE.